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Array ( [sid] => 4212 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mirrored Gloves [time] => 2002-09-24 13:15:00 [hometext] => (One I wrote for an old girlfriend. I'm not with her anymore, but I still like it due to the clever rhyme scheme) [bodytext] => Like a scared, flightless Phoenix in a flickering fire,
I slept with the scars from the heights I once flew
Flew, like a liar, from all I held true
Until a hand rife with torchlight rekindled the pyres,
The hand of a goddess, formed from visions of you.

With a smile like curtains on a Victorian stage,
And eyes whispering stories being told from within
Within, our own age, the most sacred of sins
As blood bled from two hearts spills on fresh-fallen page,
It fashions the framework of a Siamese twin.

You appeared as an angel with tear-troubled eyes,
And tongue-punctured wings as you fell from above
Above, fickle skies, like a crestfallen dove
Yet you’ve landed in hands that forestall your cries,
For your heart will feel cherished and safe in my love.
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Mirrored Gloves

Contributed by billyspfan on Tuesday, 24th September 2002 @ 01:15:00 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Like a scared, flightless Phoenix in a flickering fire,
I slept with the scars from the heights I once flew
Flew, like a liar, from all I held true
Until a hand rife with torchlight rekindled the pyres,
The hand of a goddess, formed from visions of you.

With a smile like curtains on a Victorian stage,
And eyes whispering stories being told from within
Within, our own age, the most sacred of sins
As blood bled from two hearts spills on fresh-fallen page,
It fashions the framework of a Siamese twin.

You appeared as an angel with tear-troubled eyes,
And tongue-punctured wings as you fell from above
Above, fickle skies, like a crestfallen dove
Yet you’ve landed in hands that forestall your cries,
For your heart will feel cherished and safe in my love.

Copyright Â© billyspfan ... [ 2002-09-24 13:15:00]
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Re: Mirrored Gloves (User Rating: 1 )
by XoIrishXo on Tuesday, 24th September 2002 @ 01:42:23 PM AEST
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Hey there Billy Boy...
Wow....now that is what I call a terrific poem!! Keep on writing...I'm really glad you finally joined!! ;0)
XoXo
Col

Re: Mirrored Gloves (User Rating: 1 )
by Lia on Tuesday, 24th September 2002 @ 02:52:26 PM AEST
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This is beautiful....great work

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